GET YOUR SEXY ON

*Guinevere* · (This post was last modified: 08-07-2014, 11:50 AM by Guinevere.)

Feeling herself giving in would cause her mind to retreat into itself, Guinevere could feel her instincts start to take over her actions. As she stopped fighting his touch it became easier to get caught up in his seductive art. He was a master of the game they played, while she a first time novice. Easily he would entwine her around his little finger, playing her body as though it were a delicate instrument. She'd become his object, and she could't even find the strength to deny it. Porcelain hips would tremble beneath his expertly placed nips, they would intoxicate her and continue to warp her innocent mind.
He'd continue to draw more near, the warmth of his body would radiate over her small form. Instinctually the girl would press against him with the placement of his forelimb, she'd fight to stay under him as a deep growl startled her. He promised he'd be gentle! One last alarm would ring, but his nips would turn to intricate kisses and she would relax. Finding he'd shifted his weight, the orange stranger would grasp her keeping his promise of a gentle experience. Still his grip was firm, she would find a gasp leaving her lips as he took her innocence and claimed his prize.
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She'd lost her breath as the experience began and there was a good chance she wouldn't regain it for some time to come. She'd felt release and the weight of him lifted from her. She felt lightheaded now, tired, and as her mind would slowly return, dirty. Her heartbeat would not slow, and as he padded around to her features he'd kiss her softly. She wished that she could say that there had been no enjoyment in his movement, but every movement he made caused her nothing but pleasure. Her body sang to him, and she'd never be able to forget that fact. Sweet whispers would reach her ears, she?d feel her form shiver against his provocative touch. Hoarse vocals would leave her, a soft whine in response.
He wouldn?t force his continued presence on her, he?d back away again letting her choose which path to take. He?d keep his promises. She could leave. They were done. She would feel herself hurt then, such an intimate experience she?d shared with him. She knew that he was not supposed to be the one to have enjoyed her first time, Mind would drift to Dhiren, and how she?d wronged him. Guinevere?s brilliant yellow eyes would move to the brightly furred brute, he?d kept all of his promises. She was satisfied, but sorely disappointed in herself.
She felt kind of miserable as she took one last look at him, letting herself try and do exactly as he did. She?d numb herself to him, and try her hardest not to ever think of what she?d done again. She?d turn away without a word, loathing that she was ?his goldilocks? regretting already that she?d let herself be so weak. He?d let her go, and she hoped another encounter would not be repeated.
The cream and crimson she wolf would slink away, she?d go home to lick her wounds while trying to avoid all contact with Dhiren and his family for a while.

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